When I fell from grace I realized How deep the was around me A man whose life was toil was a kettle left to boil And the water these scars on me
The I wore were mine, dragging me towards my fate Planned for me ago
I played by all their rules, went to their right
Who was I to
They to say I was nowhere man Heading was my destiny But yesterday I that was Else not me
Here I at the crossroad's edge Afraid to reach out for One when I look down I see else, not me
I know now who I am, if only for I the changes I feel like I did, before the magic wore And the of stains began
Sacrifice, the always say... is a of nobility But where does one the line in the face of injury? I'm just to understand
here at the crossroad's edge Looking at what I used to be A man, trying to stay afloat Heavy with the past, but somehow keeping there's something more that is seen But it's somewhere out of
So I keep back Looking back and I see else
All my they said I was going down But I'm standing stronger proud
And I know, there's so much more I can be I think I finally
From where I at the crossroad's edge a path leading out to sea And from deep in my mind Sirens out loud, songs of doubt, as only they know how But one back reminds and I see Else, not me.
I looking back at Someone Else... me?